Rig Veda
ud u brahmāṇy airata śravasyendraṃ samarye mahayā vasiṣṭha ā yo viśvāni śavasā tatānopaśrotā ma īvato vacāṃsi
Prayers have been offered up through love of glory: Vasishtha, honour Indra in the battle. He who with might extends through all existence hears words which I, his faithful servant, utter.
ayāmi ghoṣa indra devajāmir irajyanta yacchurudho vivāci nahi svam āyuś cikite janeṣu tānīd aṃhāṃsy ati parṣy asmān
A cry was raised which reached the Gods, O Indra, a cry to them to send us strength in combat. None among men knows his own life's duration: bear us in safety over these our troubles.
yuje rathaṃ gaveṣaṇaṃ haribhyām upa brahmāṇi jujuṣāṇam asthuḥ vi bādhiṣṭa sya rodasī mahitvendro vṛtrāṇy apratī jaghanvān
The Bays, the booty-seeking car I harness: my prayers have reached him who accepts them gladly. Indra, when he had slain resistless foemen, forced with his might the two world-halves asunder.
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Like barren cows, moreover, swelled the waters: the singers sought thy holy rite, O Indra. Come unto us as with his team comes Vayu: thou, through our solemn hymns bestowest booty.
te tvā madā indra mādayantu śuṣmiṇaṃ tuvirādhasaṃ jaritre eko devatrā dayase hi martān asmiñchūra savane mādayasva
So may these gladdening draughts rejoice thee, Indra, the Mighty, very bounteous to the singer. Alone among the Gods thou pitiest mortals: O Hero, make thee glad at this libation.
eved indraṃ vṛṣaṇaṃ vajrabāhuṃ vasiṣṭhāso abhy arcanty arkaiḥ sa na stuto vīravad dhātu gomad yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ
Thus the Vasishthas glorify with praises Indra, the Powerful whose arm wields thunder. Praised, may he guard our wealth in kine and heroes. Ye Gods, preserve us evermore with blessings.